I contemplated suicide. My main concern was that I would not make the New York Times obituary page. — Art Buchwald Copy Share Image
New York was the glamorous town that you only see now in old movies and on Broadway stages. The sky was lit up with dancing neon signs. It was safe to walk out in the streets. — Art Buchwald Copy Share Image
Every time you think television has hit its lowest ebb, a new program comes along to make you wonder where you thought the ebb… — Art Buchwald Copy Share Image
I found out I'd spent my whole life believing things that weren't necessarily accurate. My sisters' memories of certain events are entirely different from… — Art Buchwald Copy Share Image
I can now say without hesitation the Marine Corps was the best foster home I ever had. — Art Buchwald Copy Share Image
Writers are funny about reviews: when they get a good one they ignore it-- but when they get a bad review they never forget it. Every writer I know is the same way: you get a hundred good reviews, and one bad, andyou remember only the bad. For years, you go on and fantasize about the reviewer who didn't like… — Art Buchwald Copy Share
No one ever mentioned it, but thousands of men welcomed World War II as a way to escape their humdrum lives rather than a… — Art Buchwald Copy Share Image
Don't commit suicide, because you might change your mind two weeks later. — Art Buchwald Copy Share Image
When it came to writing about wine, I did what almost everybody does - faked it — Art Buchwald Copy Share Image
An economist is a man who knows a hundred ways of making love but doesn't know any women. — Art Buchwald Copy Share Image
